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why has it taken me this long to get her rods done .why. and why did i want them to be so big for no reason. ANYWAY

Your Tokota must find their way through a treacherous mountain pass filled with many dangerous obstacles. Depict them facing and conquering these threats, included but not limited to predators, other Tokotas, natural disasters or human interference.

STORY IN COMMENTS:

WORD COUNT: 1,322

A quick whiff of the air told her knowing nose that it would rain soon, so she had to be quick. The Taniya mountain range was especially dangerous at this time of year, full of hunters wanting to snag some rare pelts. She could imagine their disappointment if they found her occupying their traps in the morning. Her partner, Borea, was much more of a prize. A soft lilac toki with puddles of blue across her coat… Winterfall felt warm thinking of her.

And she was waiting for her across the range, saddled with their pup.

Winterfall felt her paws spark with electricity, pushing her to follow the path Aga had set for her. Soft moss clinging to trees were her signposts, and the setting sun in the distance was her compass.

She, and tokota like her, had walked through this pass many times. Although the Taniya mountains could be scary, if you keep to the base of the mountain, and make sure you’re not climbing to the top it’s relatively easy to get through.

It also helps if you’re not being followed.

Or, hunted. Winterfall had to pretend she didn’t notice the occasional snap of twigs or clumsy steps. The only animals that hunt tokota are humans, but if a human was stalking her she’d expect an arrow to the shoulder.

Her eyes caught the sight of a white raven perched on a tree branch and it suddenly hit her. She stopped in her tracks, the first drops of rain hitting her pelt as she did.

She was silent for a second, before turning to greet her stalker. A creamy tawny toki, who looked ready to tackle her.

“Sinopa!” She said, a wide grin with too many angry teeth on her thin muzzle, “What’s my ex-alpha doing lurking in the shadows? Too shy to see me?
It’s been too long!”

Her answer didn’t present itself in front of her. The tawny toki slunk from bushes behind her, limping as he did. She knew Ivy had severely injured him the last they met, and a part of her hoped he had succumbed to those injuries. But he was alive. Weighed down so his belly slunk close to the earth like a snake, but standing on his black paws. Twigs and leaves stuck out of his mane and fur, like he was a rag someone used to mop up a puddle.

“You look well.” Winterfall commented

“Shut up, witch.” Sinopa growled, circling her like prey

“Oppy it’s not my fault you’re caught out alone in the rain! Maybe if you were nicer to your pack they’d be here threatening me with you.” Winterfall continued, stretching out her long legs in front of her in a biiiig stretch, “A shame. A smart toki like you shouldn’t be following girls through the woods.”

“A smart toki like me should have a pack, but thanks to you, they’re all gone!” He snapped

“You still have Nora and Cole.”

“They threw me out!”

“Oh!”

“They called me a heretic!”

“Well.”

“But I realized something; I’m not the heretic, Winterfall. You are!”

“I don’t play the gods games, Sinopa. You know that.”

“Exactly; you’re nothing but a stupid animal. You don’t believe in them, so how can you believe in anything! I can split you open like a pig for Meelanik, and I’ll be rewarded for it!” Spit trickled out of his ravenous maw as he barked,

Winterfall was quiet for the first time. Rooted in place, she couldn’t believe what she was looking at. Sinopa was always a little evil creep, but he was different now. He was wild, something was wrong.

So Winterfall ran.

The hunter became the hunted, paws scrambled over the bramble as she kept pace in front of her pursuer. Behind her Sinopa was a feral dog, scratching under logs and charging through bracken with wild hungry intent. He wanted to catch her like his life depended on it; like he was a starving bear and she was the last deer of the season. She would not let him have her.

The mountain was full of traps, and she knew it better than he did. The gaping maw of a bear trap lurched up and clamped shut inches from her paw, and she hopped gracefully over it. She could hear Sinopa curse the gods at her back as he was startled by one of them.

She ran further up the mountain. Her long legs lead her well, and she had no trouble. Her main goal was to lose him in the dense forest. She ran close to the edge, and rubble tumbled from the peak into the wide expanse of earth below her, stretched out like Meelanik’s yawn. If she fell, it’d spell the end.

Sinopa was running after her for vengeance but she had to lose him for her child. For her sweet Borea. This was no game to her. If she was younger, she might be calling back at him and taunting him- no. She had to get home.

Already she had sprinted miles in front of him, and her butt slammed into the ground as she skidded to a stop, toes sliding over a horrifying ledge leading into a death drop. For a second she marveled at the tiny eye of water from the height, but she hid in a mountain shrub a second later.

Sinopa burst from the wood looking worse than when she found him. Thorns hung in his matted mane and one wrapped like a snake around his paw. He barked and whined at the air, sniffing at her trail.

She snuck backwards, ducked from the bush and began to pad tentatively back from the way she came.

SNAP.

WHINE.

The barking ended. What had happened?

“Winterfall.. Winterfall are you there?”

Laboured breaths. She didn’t make a sound.

“Winterfall- it’s around my neck. I couldn’t have seen it. Please- are you there?”

She crept back into the shadows of the wood and looked at his wretched form. Sinopa lay twisted unnaturally on the ground.

“Winterfall…”

She could leave him here. Winterfall knew the pain he had caused not just her; but her entire pack. People she had to leave because they were twisted by his lies and false worship. They were good people- he was a good person.

She was a good person, surely. Wanting to protect her future pups, her wife, her guide.. Ignoring the pained whimpers would be facing the truth that the world is better without a creature like Sinopa lurking around.

But could she face her future puppies, knowing she let him die? Could she rear a good, kind hearted tokota as a murderer? Sinopa was her friend once. How can she leave him to die like this?

She crept from the bush.

“Quit your whining, it’s okay I’m here.” She winced seeing the extent of the injury, it was a wire fox trap and it was right around his neck. He wasn’t lying.

“Oh thank you, thank you!” He crowed

Winterfall stood over him and went to put her teeth around the wire on his neck, anything to loosen it for him.

“Oh-
Thank you!”

Winterfall didn’t have any time to react. His back paws hit her belly hard, flinging her in a circle and skidding across the ground. She fell from the cliff, but her paws scrambled and hung on the side. Her back legs scratched at the cliff.

A raven fluttered down to Sinopas side. It pecked at the peg on the ground, and he was free. A grizzled cackle rose from his throat as she swaggered over to Winterfall.

“Sinopa!?” She gasped, slipping only to grab ahold of the edge

For a second, Sinopa just seemed to stand proud, admiring the position she was in. He was the last thing Winterfall saw before his heavy paw came down on her, and she fell into the darkness below.

Description

why has it taken me this long to get her rods done .why. and why did i want them to be so big for no reason. ANYWAY

Your Tokota must find their way through a treacherous mountain pass filled with many dangerous obstacles. Depict them facing and conquering these threats, included but not limited to predators, other Tokotas, natural disasters or human interference.

STORY IN COMMENTS:

WORD COUNT: 1,322

A quick whiff of the air told her knowing nose that it would rain soon, so she had to be quick. The Taniya mountain range was especially dangerous at this time of year, full of hunters wanting to snag some rare pelts. She could imagine their disappointment if they found her occupying their traps in the morning. Her partner, Borea, was much more of a prize. A soft lilac toki with puddles of blue across her coat… Winterfall felt warm thinking of her.

And she was waiting for her across the range, saddled with their pup.

Winterfall felt her paws spark with electricity, pushing her to follow the path Aga had set for her. Soft moss clinging to trees were her signposts, and the setting sun in the distance was her compass.

She, and tokota like her, had walked through this pass many times. Although the Taniya mountains could be scary, if you keep to the base of the mountain, and make sure you’re not climbing to the top it’s relatively easy to get through.

It also helps if you’re not being followed.

Or, hunted. Winterfall had to pretend she didn’t notice the occasional snap of twigs or clumsy steps. The only animals that hunt tokota are humans, but if a human was stalking her she’d expect an arrow to the shoulder.

Her eyes caught the sight of a white raven perched on a tree branch and it suddenly hit her. She stopped in her tracks, the first drops of rain hitting her pelt as she did.

She was silent for a second, before turning to greet her stalker. A creamy tawny toki, who looked ready to tackle her.

“Sinopa!” She said, a wide grin with too many angry teeth on her thin muzzle, “What’s my ex-alpha doing lurking in the shadows? Too shy to see me?
It’s been too long!”

Her answer didn’t present itself in front of her. The tawny toki slunk from bushes behind her, limping as he did. She knew Ivy had severely injured him the last they met, and a part of her hoped he had succumbed to those injuries. But he was alive. Weighed down so his belly slunk close to the earth like a snake, but standing on his black paws. Twigs and leaves stuck out of his mane and fur, like he was a rag someone used to mop up a puddle.

“You look well.” Winterfall commented

“Shut up, witch.” Sinopa growled, circling her like prey

“Oppy it’s not my fault you’re caught out alone in the rain! Maybe if you were nicer to your pack they’d be here threatening me with you.” Winterfall continued, stretching out her long legs in front of her in a biiiig stretch, “A shame. A smart toki like you shouldn’t be following girls through the woods.”

“A smart toki like me should have a pack, but thanks to you, they’re all gone!” He snapped

“You still have Nora and Cole.”

“They threw me out!”

“Oh!”

“They called me a heretic!”

“Well.”

“But I realized something; I’m not the heretic, Winterfall. You are!”

“I don’t play the gods games, Sinopa. You know that.”

“Exactly; you’re nothing but a stupid animal. You don’t believe in them, so how can you believe in anything! I can split you open like a pig for Meelanik, and I’ll be rewarded for it!” Spit trickled out of his ravenous maw as he barked,

Winterfall was quiet for the first time. Rooted in place, she couldn’t believe what she was looking at. Sinopa was always a little evil creep, but he was different now. He was wild, something was wrong.

So Winterfall ran.

The hunter became the hunted, paws scrambled over the bramble as she kept pace in front of her pursuer. Behind her Sinopa was a feral dog, scratching under logs and charging through bracken with wild hungry intent. He wanted to catch her like his life depended on it; like he was a starving bear and she was the last deer of the season. She would not let him have her.

The mountain was full of traps, and she knew it better than he did. The gaping maw of a bear trap lurched up and clamped shut inches from her paw, and she hopped gracefully over it. She could hear Sinopa curse the gods at her back as he was startled by one of them.

She ran further up the mountain. Her long legs lead her well, and she had no trouble. Her main goal was to lose him in the dense forest. She ran close to the edge, and rubble tumbled from the peak into the wide expanse of earth below her, stretched out like Meelanik’s yawn. If she fell, it’d spell the end.

Sinopa was running after her for vengeance but she had to lose him for her child. For her sweet Borea. This was no game to her. If she was younger, she might be calling back at him and taunting him- no. She had to get home.

Already she had sprinted miles in front of him, and her butt slammed into the ground as she skidded to a stop, toes sliding over a horrifying ledge leading into a death drop. For a second she marveled at the tiny eye of water from the height, but she hid in a mountain shrub a second later.

Sinopa burst from the wood looking worse than when she found him. Thorns hung in his matted mane and one wrapped like a snake around his paw. He barked and whined at the air, sniffing at her trail.

She snuck backwards, ducked from the bush and began to pad tentatively back from the way she came.

SNAP.

WHINE.

The barking ended. What had happened?

“Winterfall.. Winterfall are you there?”

Laboured breaths. She didn’t make a sound.

“Winterfall- it’s around my neck. I couldn’t have seen it. Please- are you there?”

She crept back into the shadows of the wood and looked at his wretched form. Sinopa lay twisted unnaturally on the ground.

“Winterfall…”

She could leave him here. Winterfall knew the pain he had caused not just her; but her entire pack. People she had to leave because they were twisted by his lies and false worship. They were good people- he was a good person.

She was a good person, surely. Wanting to protect her future pups, her wife, her guide.. Ignoring the pained whimpers would be facing the truth that the world is better without a creature like Sinopa lurking around.

But could she face her future puppies, knowing she let him die? Could she rear a good, kind hearted tokota as a murderer? Sinopa was her friend once. How can she leave him to die like this?

She crept from the bush.

“Quit your whining, it’s okay I’m here.” She winced seeing the extent of the injury, it was a wire fox trap and it was right around his neck. He wasn’t lying.

“Oh thank you, thank you!” He crowed

Winterfall stood over him and went to put her teeth around the wire on his neck, anything to loosen it for him.

“Oh-
Thank you!”

Winterfall didn’t have any time to react. His back paws hit her belly hard, flinging her in a circle and skidding across the ground. She fell from the cliff, but her paws scrambled and hung on the side. Her back legs scratched at the cliff.

A raven fluttered down to Sinopas side. It pecked at the peg on the ground, and he was free. A grizzled cackle rose from his throat as she swaggered over to Winterfall.

“Sinopa!?” She gasped, slipping only to grab ahold of the edge

For a second, Sinopa just seemed to stand proud, admiring the position she was in. He was the last thing Winterfall saw before his heavy paw came down on her, and she fell into the darkness below.